"Open your eyes," Dalton said in low and captivating voice, which made Meera felt her heart stopped breathing. "Open your eyes, Meera…"
Meera felt his thumb brushed against her lips and then he shoved it gently onto her mouth, which almost choked her, while he coaxed her to open her eyes.
As if she was bewitched by his alluring voice, Meera opened her eyes and found his dark one, filled with lust and foreign emotions. This made her startled and wanted to move away from him, but it was soon forgotten when he kissed her breast and played her tout nipple with his tongue.
Meera felt something under her stomach, she felt uncomfortable, but she couldn't utter a word, her legs were trembling, shaking like leaves and she was unable to breath regularly. She found herself panting.
"Yes, open your eyes like that and look at me…" Dalton's voice was barely heard by her, because she was dealing with the strange turmoil inside her body.
This was so foreign and Meera didn't know how to handle this.
"Stop… stop…" Meera was panting, she wanted this torture to stop, but it was so pleasurable to say that it was a torture.
Yet, just like before, Dalton didn't listen to her and kept his pace, his fingers gently stroke her core, where she could feel her wetness, the sound when Dalton slid his fingers against it was embarrassing, but somehow, she liked it…
"Please… stop…" Meera implored, because she felt like she couldn't hold back any longer, she didn't know what would happen next, but she thought it would be something that she would regret later when her mind was sober enough to process all of this.
"Let it go…" Dalton kissed her neck, licking his mark on her skin, which only intensified whatever strange feeling that Meera was going through now. Her brows furrowed and layer of sweat formed on her forehead and her neck. "Come to me, Meera… come to me…"
As if there was something that undid within her, Meera let out a strangle moan, as pleasurable feeling washed over her, something warm leaked from her core and her whole body became very hot. She cried when she felt her released, it was very strong and she couldn't help but confused.
She had never experienced something like this before, neither she heard about this pleasurable sensation. No one talked to her about this.
For a moment, Meera rode in this pleasure and hoped this would last longer, yet when her body began to calm down and the reality sank in, she yelped and tried to push Dalton away from him.
However, his body was twice her size and he didn't even budge, though she had put so much effort in it.
Not to mention her position. Her shirt was tattered, Dalton had his hand on her breast, while his other hand, his fingers still nestled on her core, while he nuzzled her neck.
"I don't know that you are so wanton."
The comment mortified Meera. She knew what she was doing earlier, but the fact that was how Dalton saw her made Meera wanted to cry.
"I… I…" Meera couldn't find a word to justify her action earlier, it all happened so fast and she didn't have time to discern that strong desire.
"Have you with someone before?" Dalton lifted his head from Meera's neck and then stared deeply into her beautiful, frightful eyes, as tear escaped the corner of her eyes because she felt humiliated.
"Please, let me go." Her voice was shaking when she implored him to let her go.
Dalton stared at her eyes for a little while longer and when another tear fell from her eyes, he wiped it with his finger.
"Have you with someone before me? Have someone touched you the way I did?" he kept asking, his guttural voice sounded menacing and he felt like he was going to rip apart any man, who was dare enough to touch her the way he did. He couldn't even start to imagine that.
Meera sobbed and then shook her head. "No." She felt embarrassed, she couldn't even meet Dalton's eyes, let alone to see her current state right now. She felt so naked.
"Great," Dalton grumbled. "I want to be that way. It is only me, who is allowed to touch you." He pushed his huge body from her and then helped her to sit down and neat her crumpled dress.
Meera flinched when Dalton took wet tissue and touched her thigh again. "What… what are you doing?" She looked at him, terrifying to see the way he touched her.
"I will clean you up," Dalton said casually, as he parted her legs.
Meera's eyes grew wider when she watched Dalton wiped her thigh without even batting an eye.
"No!" She tried to push him away from her, but he didn't budge.
"You reek of the scent of your release, I don't want anyone to see you this way," he said calmly, but the information was taken her back.
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"You reek of the scent of your release, I don't want anyone to see you this way," Dalton said calmly, but the information was taken Meera back.
Her whole body was trembling because she was ashamed and didn't what to say anymore, she felt like she wanted to cry, especially when Dalton cleaned her up, as if there was nothing happened. He looked so skillful and made Meera wondered that this was not his first time to do this.
How many women that he treated this way?
"I… I can do it by myself…" Meera stammered, she tried to take the tissue from his hand, but Dalton gripped both of her hands firmly.
"Stay still," he said in low voice, his eyes became a few shades darker when he growled at her in warning.
On the other hand, Meera could only bite her lip in embarrassment, she wished she could run away from this place.
It took only a few minutes for Dalton to clean up her mess, but Meera felt like hours had passed. She didn't even realize that the car had stopped long time ago. She stopped caring about anything around her when Dalton touched her like this.